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Earlier, after realizing that Jiang Feng could not be thrown away, the middle-aged man in Tsing Yi had the intention of killing Jiang Feng in his heart.Jiang Feng's words completely irritated him again. The middle-aged man in Tsing Yi shot out with anger, and slapped him down with a mighty force, without mercy. He wanted Jiang Feng to pay for his arrogance and ignorance!

"A strong man in the Profound Death Realm is really good." Seeing the middle-aged man in Tsing Yi make a move, Jiang Feng's pupils shrank slightly.

After the pupils shrank, Jiang Feng's right arm shook lightly, and the bloodthirsty sword appeared in his palm, and he slashed with a cloak.

The stern and chilling sword energy collided viciously with the fierce and helpless palm wind of the middle-aged man in Tsing Yi in mid-air, and broke into pieces with a bang.

"Your swordsmanship is indeed good, but it's really whimsical to try to kill me with such a swordsmanship." After one palm, the middle-aged man in Tsing Yi flipped his hand, and suddenly, he slapped it down again.

The wind of the palm was like a knife, and the palm was as powerful as a mountain. When he slapped that palm, it was as if a mountain flew towards Jiang Feng's head and pressed down on it.

"Don't you think it's too early to say this now?" Jiang Feng smiled coldly and quickly drew his sword.

The sword in Jiang Feng's hand is strong when it is strong. After the palm wind was broken again, a bit of surprise finally showed in the eyes of the middle-aged man in Tsing Yi.

"Jiang Feng, you really have some tricks, no wonder you dare to come and kill me." Staring at Jiang Feng, the middle-aged man in Tsing Yi said slowly.

"I, Jiang Feng, never do things that I'm not sure about. It's never my style to be killed instead of killing people." Jiang Feng said with a faint smile.

"So confident? I don't think it's me who is confident, but you. It seems that you are sure that you can kill me." The middle-aged man in Tsing Yi said, staring at Jiang Feng.

"In my Jiang Feng's opinion, this is a matter of course." Jiang Feng said without doubt.

"Ignorant junior, when you die in my hands, I hope you can still say such things." The middle-aged man in Tsing Yi said sharply.

"It's a pity that I'm destined to disappoint you. That won't happen." A strong murderous intent flashed deep in Jiang Feng's pupils.

"I've already received two palms from you. Next, you can try to receive a sword from me." After a sentence, Jiang Feng said again.

After the words fell, before the middle-aged man in Tsing Yi could respond, Jiang Feng made a move with a sword, Qinglian's sword, which was integrated with the profound swordsmanship, tore the air.

The sky was full of sword energy, hundreds of thousands of majestic sword energy tore the void into gaps, vortexes were generated, and each vortex contained an unparalleled killing intent.

The supreme sharpness, with Jiang Feng's body as the center, scattered in all directions, surging and turning into a torrent of sword energy, sweeping towards the middle-aged man in Tsing Yi.

"What a weird sword technique." Jiang Feng struck out with a sword, and the middle-aged man in Tsing Yi was secretly startled.

Because the middle-aged man in Tsing Yi found that Jiang Feng's sword was not fast, but in fact, when Jiang Feng made a move, he felt a kind of killing intent.

In other words, the seemingly unpleasant speed of the sword was actually unbelievably fast, which was why the middle-aged man in Tsing Yi was surprised.

The middle-aged man in Tsing Yi didn't have time to respond to Jiang Feng's words. Almost at the same time Jiang Feng drew his sword, the middle-aged man in Tsing Yi struck.

The middle-aged man in Tsing Yi realized that if he didn't strike fast enough, then Jiang Feng's sword would definitely bring him great trouble, and might even force him into a rather embarrassing situation, which he absolutely didn't want to see to the scene.

The middle-aged man in Tsing Yi slapped out brazenly, his palm style is just like his person, extremely fierce, with a kind of unruly air.

People who practice this kind of palm technique are themselves unrestrained people, which is why he will openly contradict the saint at the auction site.

It was an arrogance. Similarly, facing Jiang Feng's sword, the middle-aged man in Tsing Yi had an arrogance.

"boom!"

"boom!"

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In the air, one after another dull thunderous sounds exploded one after another, flying sand and rocks above the small mountain peak.

Accompanied by that sound, two figures shot out to the rear quickly. Jiang Feng retreated seven or eight steps in a row before stopping. The middle-aged man in Tsing Yi stepped on the ground after three steps. Leaving a deep footprint, stopped the retreat.

"Good swordsmanship." The middle-aged man in Tsing Yi couldn't help but praise.

The middle-aged man in Tsing Yi only said that Jiang Feng's swordsmanship was not bad at first, but now he praised the good swordsmanship, and Jiang Feng's weight in his heart continued to rise.

"Then, it shouldn't be something whimsical that I want to kill you now?" Jiang Feng said with a playful smile.

"I admit that you have the qualifications to be my opponent, but you want to kill me, hum!" The middle-aged man in Tsing Yi snorted coldly.

"Anyway, if you have the qualifications, then there is a possibility of killing you, right? However, before I kill you, I have one more question to ask you. I hope you can clarify my doubts." Jiang Feng said.

"What's the question?" The middle-aged man in Tsing Yi was dealing with Jiang Feng for the first time. He didn't expect Jiang Feng to ask himself a question, and he was a little confused for a while.

"Of course it's a matter of your life and death. If I'm not wrong, it's not just because of the sun fruit that the saintess wants to kill you. Then, what are the other reasons?" Jiang Feng asked immediately.

The saint's determination to kill the middle-aged man in Tsing Yi was too strong. Perhaps it was because of that determination that it was so hard for Jiang Feng to believe what the saint said.

"Jiang Feng, you want to be the running dog of the saint. No one blames you, but to be someone else's dog, you must have the consciousness of being a dog. As you are, you are not qualified to know those things." The middle-aged man in Tsing Yi, true Said the color.

Hearing Jiang Feng's words from the middle-aged man in Tsing Yi clearly confirmed that his guess was correct, but the middle-aged man in Tsing Yi refused to answer his question, which made Jiang Feng extremely unhappy.

"It seems that you are not willing to answer my question." Jiang Feng said slowly.

"As I said, you are not qualified." The middle-aged man in Tsing Yi confronted him.

"Then, you can die." Jiang Feng said simply.

After those words fell, the aura on Jiang Feng's body suddenly changed. With a thought, Jiang Feng's true vitality gathered in his body, and in his dantian, the energy of the sky seal turned into colorful streamers, frantically rushing towards his body The internal organs, the six internal organs, the limbs and the bones.

Jiang Feng was ready to kill, he knew that it was impossible to get other gains from the middle-aged man in Tsing Yi, so he had no choice but to get the Great Sun Sacred Fruit into his hands as soon as possible.Otherwise, there will be changes later, and Jiang Feng doesn't want any more changes.

"If you want me to die, you are the one who will die." The middle-aged man in Tsing Yi yelled violently and struck out violently.

Jiang Feng slashed down with a sword, using the true profound swordsmanship. Jiang Feng just combined the profound swordsmanship with Qinglian's sword to fight for the qualifications to have a positive dialogue with the middle-aged man in Tsing Yi, and then raise his own questions.

But now, Jiang Feng was going to completely kill the middle-aged man in Tsing Yi with his pure esoteric swordsmanship.

"What, the sword technique has changed again. What's the matter with this guy's sword technique? How can he be so blind to the depth." As soon as Jiang Feng drew his sword, the middle-aged man in Tsing Yi sensed the subtle change in the sword's momentum .

Such a change was absolutely indescribable and difficult to capture. The middle-aged man in Tsing Yi immediately understood that Jiang Feng was determined to kill him.

"I don't believe it, you're really that strong." The middle-aged man in Tsing Yi said secretly, before Jiang Feng could fully unleash his sword, he took out several palms one after another.

The air was turbulent, and each palm of the middle-aged man in Tsing Yi was stronger than the last. The thick and vigorous palm style progressed layer by layer, until the last palm of the middle-aged man in Tsing Yi, the air around him was completely covered. What he aroused formed an astonishing palm wind storm.

The vortex of the storm formed in an instant, covering the sky and covering the earth, and blasted towards Jiang Feng with a force of destruction.

This series of palms is the highest achievement of the middle-aged man in Tsing Yi. Jiang Feng wants to make a quick decision. The middle-aged man in Tsing Yi has such a plan.

Especially after seeing Jiang Feng's amazing potential, the middle-aged man in Tsing Yi became more determined to kill Jiang Feng.

This is a terrifying opponent who was underestimated by him for a time, an opponent who may capsize him in the gutter if he is not careful. Therefore, after deciding to fight quickly, the middle-aged man in Tsing Yi used his strongest Palm method.

"Jiang Feng, at your current age, you should be proud of forcing me to use the strongest swordsmanship, even if I die." The middle-aged man in Tsing Yi said silently in his heart.

If the turbulent storm vortex is described as the stormy waves in the sea, with the power to destroy everything, then at this moment Jiang Feng looks like a flat boat in the stormy waves, which may capsize at any time.

But Jiang Feng stood still, no matter how big the storm vortex was, it couldn't shake him at all. The sword in Jiang Feng's hand slashed on the pattern of the storm vortex, and appeared in the line of sight of the middle-aged man in Tsing Yi in an incredible way. middle.

"What's going on?" The middle-aged man in Tsing Yi was taken aback. The sword in Jiang Feng's hand was thrown at him casually, and his offensive was not effective at all.

No, it's not that the offensive didn't work, but that Jiang Feng wanted to take his life first in a curvy way to save the country.

"Damn it, do you want to hurt both sides? But, I won't let you do what you want." The middle-aged man in Tsing Yi couldn't help cursing. Jiang Feng's fighting style was something he had never heard of or seen before.

"boom!"

The middle-aged man in Tsing Yi made fists with his palms together, and punched Jiang Feng's sword viciously, blocking Jiang Feng's attack.Then in an instant, the figure of the man in Tsing Yi shot out suddenly, and swept a distance of about ten meters in an incredible way.

"Death!" Deep in the throat, a voice resounded in a low voice, and the middle-aged man in Tsing Yi said fiercely.

Jiang Feng wanted to die with him in a way that hurt both sides, but he blocked Jiang Feng's attack and stayed away from Jiang Feng's attack range, and Jiang Feng was in the vortex of his attack, Jiang Feng would definitely die.

But soon, the middle-aged man in Tsing Yi realized that something was wrong. He saw black light flickering all over Jiang Feng, and the bright black light stopped all his attacks.

In the next instant, the face of the middle-aged man in Tsing Yi lost all color, and at some point, a long sword appeared on his chest.

The sharp long sword was nailed directly to his heart, piercing his body... That was Jiang Feng's sword.

"How...how is it possible!" The Adam's apple trembled, making meaningless noises, and the eyes of the middle-aged man in Tsing Yi were wide-eyed, as if he had seen a ghost!

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